Accompanying Jane was a well-maintained woman, whom Jane called mother.

Wendy's face showed signs of old age but had few wrinkles. She was dressed in jewels and the look in her eyes was as arrogant as Jane's.

"You guys have to take good care of Jane in the future. She has never suffered any grievances since she was a child, so she is a bit spoiled. As roommates, you should give in to her."

Although it was clearly a request for help, Wendy spoke in a condescending manner.

My other two roommates and I didn't say anything, but she assumed that we were being submissive.

Then she bluntly told us what to pay attention to when interacting with Jane in the future.

For example, we should help Jane to get meals, wake her up to go to class together, supervise her studies, etc.

In short, no matter what troubles Jane had, we should help her solve them without complaint.

Simply put, she treated us as maids to serve Jane.

I responded directly without hesitation.

"How could you bear to let Jane go to university? She should be worshipped as a goddess. Our dormitory can't accommodate her."

Wendy paused for a moment, her face darkening instantly.

Jane on the side couldn't stand. "Don't be ungrateful..."

Wendy raised her hand to interrupt Jane and looked at me leisurely.

"Little girl, you don't have a long-term vision. I am giving you a chance, do you understand? If you get along well with Jane, you will have another way out after graduation."

She paused for a moment, then smiled mysteriously before continuing.

"Do you know the Murphy Group? So many people are trying their best to get in, but I can get them in with just one word."

When I heard that, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows.

"What a coincidence! I also have an acquaintance in Murphy Group."

Wendy seemed to have heard a joke and couldn't stop laughing, holding her stomach.

She wasn't worry that her newly filled face would not recover well.

She laughed at me for trying to show off and wanting to get involved with the Murphy family at such a young age.

I stared at her with a smile, implying something.

"You are the kind of person that you think others are the same. First worry about yourself, otherwise it will be in vain."

Now Wendy couldn't laugh anymore. She pointed at me and scolded me for being ill-mannered.

I ignored her and slowly packed my things.

Not long after, Wendy left. Before leaving, she pulled Jane and said loudly.

"Don't play with those uneducated and delusional people. I'm worried that you will be corrupted."

As she said this she looked at me deliberately. And I couldn't help but sneer.

She was dreaming.

After Wendy left, Jane disliked me even more.

She looked me over and made some comments about my outfit, and I responded directly.

From then on, I had a grudge against her.

Because of Jane's arrogant attitude, the other two girls in the dormitory ignored her.

So she ran to the dormitory next door, and soon I heard some news.

Jane said we were jealous of her, ganged up to exclude her, bullied her in the dorm.

The other two roommates were very angry about this and argued with her, but she acted very confidently.

"Isn't it true that the three of you isolated me?"

In her eyes, not liking her was just jealousy of her.

I just smiled and said nothing. She was just a clown and wouldn't be able to be arrogant for long.

Jane encountered many unexpected problems during the training.

She was either in pain or dizzy, and even fainted several times during the performance.

She went to the infirmary every day but couldn't find anything wrong with herself.

Nick was a young soldier with a stern face. Every time Jane acted coquettishly, his expression became gloomy.

Jane privately called Nick wood and said he had low emotional intelligence. But when the training was about to end, she cried and said she couldn't bear to leave him.

For this purpose, she initiated a crowdfunding campaign in the group to give gifts to Nick.

No one had any objections and felt that it was okay to send a bouquet of flowers, but she was not happy about it.

She sent a product link in the class group. I clicked on it and saw that it was a watch worth more than one hundred thousand dollars.

This time everyone expressed opposition. Regardless of whether we had the money, it would not be appropriate.

Jane insisted on her own idea.

"Since we are going to give a gift, we should give a good one, so that Nick can remember us."

I couldn't stand it anymore and refuted her in the group.

[Why would I want Nick to remember me? What's the use? If you want to do it, just do it yourself. No one will stop you.]

Unexpectedly, Jane started crying in the group and sent several voice messages to complain that I was bullying her.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her, and the group owner quietly muted her.

Not long after, she came back from outside. And as soon as she entered the dormitory, she stared at me with her eyes as if she wanted to kill me.

"Eloise, you're happy just because you embarrass me, right?"

After she finished speaking, she lay down on the table and cried, looking like she had suffered a great injustice.

My two other roommates and I were confused.

Later I found out that people in the next-door dormitory who used to sympathize with her being isolated and were willing to play with her now thought she was too outrageous and ignored her.

And she attributed the source of all this to me.

I was helpless.